2. AFTER ONE WEEK( edited)

"It's been a week since that earthquake incident... Now I  hang out with pumpkin princess incessantly. She drags me with her to watch silly rom-coms which I totally hate. Then I drag her with me to conduct some silly experiments which she hates. So , it's kind of tit for tat.

Well, as for my school... It's the middle of the semester. And it has been rumoured that new students are gonna join us, which is kind of odd, especially in the middle of semester. But I don't care.

    And one more thing;  remember, Lucas  that uselessly flirtatious guy with  annoying face ? Yeah, I still hate him, but I  have to hang around him and suppress my urges to punch him... Well, he likes to piss me off, but I always win in the end because I am the real SHE-DEVIL. Yeah, don't mess with me...

"Myra!! Get up... get up... You are late.",  Mom.

"Guess who? It's the love of my life who refused to sleep with me.",  I said.

Ahh, my hair is messy once again. Now I have to comb it. I wish I could shave my head.

"Stop... wasting your time..." Mom.

"Alright, babe... Just give me a minute."

AT SCHOOL :

"Myra... Please..."

"NO."

"But why?"

"Because it's your science project..."

"You are so mean. Yes, I am."

You must be thinking: What is going on? Well, Claire was assigned with a special theoretical project because of her poor grades in science, and she's insisting that I should do it on her behalf, which I humbly rejected. Because I am already too lazy to do my own homework... How can I help her?

It's exactly 12 p.m... And it's time for language class, which I loathe with all my heart. Why do we need to learn language when we already know how to read, write, and speak? It's nothing more than  waste of money and time.

"Well, today we are going to learn about adjectives..." Teacher.

Huh... Not again. How many times do I have to learn about these stupid adjectives? And it's not like I am going to remember it . I am going to forget it again, and then I will have to learn it again. You know what frustrates me more than anything  in language:   stupid spellings. Why does 'knot' begin with 'k' if it has to be silent? Why does phone begin with ph  instead of f.  It doesn't make sense.

"Myra... Answer the question..." Teacher.

"What question?" I asked while standing up.

"So, you didn't even listen to me...", Teacher.

"No, I didn't... And I am sorry for that..."

"Detention... It's detention for you.", Teacher.

"Why? But I didn't even do anything..." I pleaded.

I can't believe this... Marvellous! Now everyone is laughing at me.  What did I even expect from these people who love to gossip all day long?

" Silence! Or else you  will all receive punishment. ",  Teacher.

AFTER SOMETIME:

 It is  Mr Simpson's period. You know that  kooky  Maths teacher who loves to torment me. Ah,  why can't  he disappear?

"Dear  Students... Meet your new classmate...Pay attention, Myra..." Mr Simpson.

Why doesn't he stop his gibberish?

    Wait, I know this  new student. He's the same person who  was standing in the corridor that day. ...Wow, I still remember him..̲.̲ He still looks so  outlandish with his messy hair and unclean spectacles. Stop Myra. You are judging someone once again.

" Sit with that girl .̲.̲.̲"̲ Mr Simpson told  new boy  while pointing his finger at me.

What ?! This̲ old̲ fogey  man  has finally lost it. Why does he want  him to sit with me?  He knows that I like to sit alone. He is doing it on purpose.

   The new lab   looks clueless about my inner turmoil as  he quietly sits  besides me.

   Okay, this is  awkward... Should I say something? Never mind, let us  focus on our studies.

̲"̲ Hey, can you share your textbook with me?" The new boy.

̲  He wants me to share Maths book with him. I don't like to share my things  but  I will share it with him  this time.

̲"̲ Yeah, sure...",  I said.

What  is  his  name ?̲ I lost my focus when he was introducing himself. It was something like : Jerry..̲.̲ No, that is  from Tom And Jerry ...Forget it, I don't even care.

̲ Finally, Maths period is over. Only three more periods are left. Only three more...

̲I̲N̲ T̲H̲E̲ D̲E̲T̲E̲N̲T̲I̲O̲N̲ R̲O̲O̲M̲ :̲😰😰

I forgot about detention. I have to spend one more hour in detention. One more!

̲"̲ Here, Myra. ", Claire.

̲"̲ Claire, what are you doing here?", I say.

̲"̲ I was just  bullying some new kid.", Claire sheepishly.

̲"̲ I told you not to do it .̲.̲.̲"̲ I asked .

" And I told you it is for fun.", Claire.

̲ Whatever, I don't want to argue with her right now. I am tired.

̲"̲ Hey, hey,  Myra  .̲.̲.̲"̲ Claire while poking me with pen.

̲"̲ What ?", I asked.

" I have something to tell you. Wait for me after detention.",  Claire whispering in my ear.

̲"̲ Claire,̲ I think you love to be in detention. How about we extend it for two more hours? ",  Teacher.

" Sorry, sir. ", Claire.

I should not talk. This teacher is very strict. He is looking at us like we asked him to donate his kidney.

AFTER DETENTION:

Finally, the nightmare is over... I wish I could fly  up in the sky.

" Myra... Are you listening..?"

Oh, come   on... Can't I be alone even  for a second?

" What happened, Pumpkin princess 🎃?" I inquired.

" Just follow me..." Claire.

" Follow? Who are you...? My wife!" I exclaimed dramatically.

" Just do it... Myra...", Claire.

Guess what? We are moving towards the science lab... My favourite place, but it is surely not for experiments.

" What are you doing...?" I asked.

" You know about ethanol?", Claire.

" Let me guess... You've  heard that it can be used in alcoholic beverages..."

" Yes... You know me very well.",  Claire chimed.

" What are you going to do with it?" I asked.

" You are going to tell me how to use it to get back at Mr. Brown (linguistic teacher)..." Claire.

She knows how to use people around her, doesn't she?

" Alright, leave it to me.",  I said.

I am going to mix some ethanol in Mr Brown's soup. All students know that he brings his soup in the Aluminium thermos because he thinks its good for health.

I am very excited to find out what will happen after he drinks it... Luckily CCTV cameras were removed from our school last year... I heard that they are going to reinstall it  but I am lucky  they haven't yet.  

I open staff room door. I look around to find   old-fashioned room with black   desks ( assigned to each teacher), grey walls and wooden floor... It is so boring and mundane like our   teachers;  but   not irritating like most of them... Luckily, all teachers have gathered in Principal's office and Brown's thermos is on his table, waiting for me with open arms. Man, I am hilarious... Anyway, Claire is   outside if there is danger she will inform. Although I don't trust her but I will take risk this time.

Here is the alcohol...

" What are you doing here?"

Oh no, I am dead.

" Mr Simpson..." I turned  my head to look at him.

" I was just trying to see what Mr Brown brings in his thermos."

" Why don't you concentrate on your studies instead?" Mr. Simpson.

" I do, that's why I am the topper." I retorted.

" Education is not about  exams and studies." Mr. Simpson.

" Yeah, I know it's also about experiments." I said.

I am facing Mr Simpson  but my hands are coiled behind my back which is why I am able  hide bottle of ethanol in my sleeve. Yeah, I stored it in a small glass bottle.

Thank God, he didn't notice.

" Just leave." Mr. Simpson with a sigh.

" Okay, bye... sir." I said while leaving staff room.

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Claire is dead! Where is she?

I have never been this furious with someone. How could she?!  There she is... Flirting with some boy. Ohhh, Pumpkin princess pray for your life!

She saw me and started to run away. I chase her angrily till I  catch her with  my bare arms.

"I am .... I am really sorry." Claire says while  panting. She is trying to push me back. As if,   I am not going to let her get away so easily.

" But you are safe.. R..Right? Mr Simpson didn't suspend you. ", Claire.

" It doesn't matter. I was there to help you...And you left me alone! You are dead!  I am not going to forgive you..." I spat.

" Not even if  I give you some money." Claire.

Money? She is trying to buy me with money?! How dare she?!

" How much?" I asked.

" Enough to buy a new laptop." Claire.

" Transfer it  as soon as possible... And be careful. I won't forgive you next time." I said while  glaring at her.

" I will keep it in mind. ",  Claire.

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